Years of Young Life

I remember our Surf Bagels at 6:45 – too hot to be toasted! – and our workbooks at Jamie’s kitchen table, then waffles & making fun of Beth Moore’s sweet clothes & hairdos in the summer. Going to talent shows & chorus concerts, how you stood up for me to come on the leaders’ weekend my junior year. How you told me freshman year that you wanted a baby before I graduated and then how Katie called Ethan your rice cube…So many trips to McDonald’s and hours hanging out & “interning.” I still have the verses you gave to me for work crew that started my own collection: No eye has seen, no ear has heard, no mind has conceived what God has prepared for those who love him. 1 Cor 2:9 You taught me to be different.

Ethan

I love our memory of walking around Lewes in the middle of the night, the night that Ethan was born. It was hot and muggy and you were just a little bit pregnant! We walked and speculated as to how our life would be different with a son! Here we are, three years later, and it is just a bit different. And so much fuller!